throw away the mirrors 
feed on today 
not the magazines that clutter your mind 

wipe away those tears 
stand up for who you are 
stop letting them waste your time (such precious time) 

(all these) plastic people, are they really happy inside? 
(all these) airbrushed people, eye candy makes you want to die 
(all these) pretty people, driving you out of your mind 

you can run 
but you’ll never be happy, until you see 
that the price of loving yourself ain’t worth the sell 
you can want it 
but don’t spread yourself too thin 
or like paper you will rip 
the fate of a life like no other 
life on a magazine cover 

throw away the mask 
the make up new hair cut 
can’t make up for what’s inside 

you feel alone today 
need some friends to follow you 
this isn’t the better way 

(all these) plastic people, are they really happy inside? 
(all these) airbrushed people, eye candy makes you want to die 
(all these) pretty people, driving you out of your mind 

you can run 
but you’ll never be happy, until you see 
that the price of loving yourself ain’t worth the sell 
you can want it 
but don’t spread yourself too thin 
or like paper you will rip 
the fate of a life like no other 
life on a magazine cover 

you can sell all that you are and ever will be 
but don’t ever believe that’s who you want to be 
I could sell all that I am and ever will be 
but then how could I believe? as that’s just not me

you can run 
but you’ll never be happy, until you see 
that the price of loving yourself ain’t worth the sell 
you can want it 
but don’t spread yourself too thin 
or like paper you will rip 
the fate of a life like no other 
life on a magazine cover